my father was threatening to beat my brother before. god, i just fucking love my family.
sometimes i want to recover, sometimes i binge, and sometimes i fast. i can't make up my mind anymore.
a guy i used to have a major crush on back in the day is on myspace now, talking to e. its funny that i used to like stalk him, we were actually pretty good friends until i wrote him this letter about how i wanted him to go to the 8th grade prom with me, its one of the biggest mistakes that i've ever made. i want to send him a friend request, just to be nice, but i don't know if that would be weird or not. maybe i'll do it tomorrow.
city on wednesday night, i'm excited. i'll probably fast tomorrow and wednesday just so i feel good about myself.
i submitted this to a music secret community on livejournal:
every word of it is true. his genius is partly what inspired me to start writing more eloquently, to write that poem (i haven't written poetry in years), to create dances with tricks and turns that need me to push myself to be able to do them. he just inspires me. and those eyes. it looks like there is something hidden behind them, and i want to know what that is.
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